Friendzone- Babies 73, 74, 75, and 76

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*Kristine’s POV*

First of all, I decided to dye my hair pink for Breast Cancer Awareness Month, although I may dye it another color later in the month. ^-^

It’s always sad when the babies grow up into young adults and leave the house, but Andrew came over later today to hang out.

“Soo… Kristine, I have a couple of supernatural friends of mine who would make good fathers for your challenge.

I know one of them, a werewolf, already donated his sperm at the hospital, with no offers yet.”

Georgie and Ashley crawled into the living room, delighted to see Andrew. He’s been a great father-figure for the kids since Draaier left, and Marley would be one as well if Andrew was busy with his life. Ashley climbed up onto Andrew’s lap while the shy Georgie clung to my ankle.

Marley came over a few days after. “Ah, pregnant already?” he snickered.

“Yea… By the time they’re born, I’ll be ¾s the way done with my challenge…” I signed.

“Well, congratulations then!”

“Haha, thanks…”

“So, how are the kids?”

“Growing up too quickly. Last night Georgie said that she missed you.”

“Awe! How cute!”

“Yea, this challenge seems like it is passing by with flying colors.”

“Well, maybe it’s because you keep giving birth to quads. Just think of these next babies as our little werewolf babies, even though I’m not the father.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. I’ll make sure that you’re a father by the time my challenge ends.”

“Oh, sheesh, Kris! You know I’m not ready yet!”

“Well, I’m trying to have supernatural fathers first.”

“Well, that sounds like fun.”

Just then, labor struck. I gave birth to quads….

Baby 73:
Roman Avan Bell
8 lbs, 12 oz
20 in.

Baby 74:
Ace Demetrius Bell
9 lbs, 3 oz
21 in.

Baby 75:

Max Tylerk Bell
8 lbs, 13 oz
19 in.

Baby 76:

Jessye Aaliyah Bell
7 lbs, 10 oz
19 in.

Only 24 kids left! How exciting!  

Get. Out.- Babies 71 & 72 Part 2

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Note: This post is a little inappropriate in the beginning. Reader discretion is advised.

*Kristine's POV*

Get OFF me! Was the first thing in my mind when I arrived in my kidnapper’s bedroom, he stripping me of my clothes. After a few hours of failing to get away, I was finally set free of his grasp, and handed me a thousand dollars. “You’re one good prostitute, lady. Why don’t you talk?”

I slipped my clothes back on, took the money he gave me, and ran away. Eventually, I decided to stop and rest on the side of another house.

Letting the horror of the day get to me, I cried softly into my hands. But when I finally got up to stretch, I had seen something that flipped my horrible day right side up. In front of the house I had taken shelter by, there was a “FOR RENT” sign, right in its front lawn. In only a few hours, I was able to contact the owner of the house and rent it for a small fee.

Finally, I was sitting on my new couch that was only a piece of furniture that had came with this house.

But, later that night, I was restless because of falling ill. After throwing up a few times, I decided to take pregnancy test. Once I finished it, I closed my eyes and held the tester in front of me.

I opened my eyes and read “POSITIVE” on the pregnancy test. I was surprised, because for once, I wasn’t ready for a new baby.

The next day, I decided to go out and meet the people of Sunlit Tides. However, one second I was walking, the next I had ran into a fellow man and was on the ground.

“I’m sorry!” he said, “It’s my fault.”

The guy helped me up. “Name’s Andrew. Yours?” I took out the tiny notebook I always have and flipped a few pages. I showed him the page that had “KRISTINE” written on it in big, block letters. “Hiya, Kristine.” Andrew smiled. “Soo…. Why haven’t I seen you around Sunlit Tides before?” I shrugged. “Eh,” he grunted. “So many new people ruining our once called ‘paradise’, know what I mean?” I nodded. “Oh, so you know what I mean? Well, Kristine, I best get going. Maybe we can hang out together soon?” I smiled.

Next, I saw somebody that I had never expected to see here in Sunlit Tides…. It was my old friend, Marley. He gave me a tight squeeze of a hug, and then he seemed to have gotten suspicious when he realized I wasn’t talking. I was grabbed by the shoulders by him. “KRISTINE! Speak! Draaier did something to you, didn’t he?! I knew-“ I put my finger to his lips and gave him my “I’m perfectly fine” smile. He put his hands to my stomach. “Which baby is this one? Like, 60 or so?” I held up seven fingers, then one, to make 71. “Well, that’s a lot more kids than I guessed.” He laughed. “Well…. I gotta leave. Sorry.”

The next days were great and I gave birth to two beautiful twin girls…

Baby 71
Georgie Josie Bell
8 lbs, 5 oz
20 in.

Baby 72
Ashley Icellia Bell
9 lbs, 1 oz
19 in.

Georgie and Ashley are peaceful babies, only crying when they knew something was REALLY wrong. I was putting the twins down to sleep when I got a call from my Baby 65, Willow. “Mommy, can you come home? We miss you, and daddy left. But don’t worry about us, Maple asked Auntie Ande if she could take care of us while you’re gone, and she’s here right now.” I packed my suitcase back up and took Georgie and Ashley with me to the airport.

We’re going to go home. There’s nothing for us in Sunlit Tides.